I read a scary story and now i need to get out the scary feelings so i wrote a poem and im feeling a little better now
you’re not sure
if I’m scared
or if my hands are just shaking under the moon
are my hands shaking, under the moon?
(believe in whom,
believe in whom?)
these gazelles, for hands, will take things for you
try to run after them!
what can they consume?
do you have the room?
I am sure
that I am scared
my hands can remember shaking under the moon
are my hands shaking, under a pale blue moon?
(cry to whom,
cry to whom?)
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